My dad grew up in Upper Michigan.
There, they are known for a food called "pasties" which is basically meat, potato, and vegetable rolled into a pie like crust.
One word: "YUCK"
We'd sometimes have them for dinner when I was a little girl and I HATED them.
While at the Iron Mine a couple weeks ago, I came across this place mat in the gift shop.
Ew!!!! Glad no one has to force me to eat those anymore.
We also saw this in the gift shop
One on each side.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
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